Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from South Africa and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
Amazonics,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Rundgren,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mandrill,
Idris Muhammad,
Reuben Wilson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
Sonic Youth,
John Foxx,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Pop Group,
Junior Murvin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
kango's stein massive,
Joy Division,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Rosa Yemen,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
Gang of Four,
Royal Trux,
Robert Görl,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Dead Boys,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
Masters at Work,
The New Christs,
Bill Near,
Zapp,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doors,
Black Pus,
Porter Ricks,
Adolescents,
Darondo,
Hashim,
Ornette Coleman,
Aural Exciters,
The Litter,
Gang Starr,
Jacques Brel,
Pole,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Siglo XX,
Japan,
Fad Gadget,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.